A rattle in my front-end.

I am going to sue the city I live in. Sue them for causing a front-end clatter in my Honda engine compartment. It’s their roads that have caused this clunking. Pitted, potholed, and problematic. Enough so to cause a well defined clatter or rattle. Sounds like a loose motor mount or wheel strut. Most noticeable when driving over the city streets. Streets that the WPA must had forgotten to finish. They are post Depression rocky gnarly roads. You would think they were cobblestone or brick roads constructed in the late 1930s. If you follow the speed limit, one could easily bounce out of the car window. But anyway, Fred Flintstone probably laid the rock there. Even though, they appear to be paved. Paved with baseball size pits and zits.

Not sure how other people travel over these bouncy roads. One would need a four-wheeler with large oversized wheels and tires. A Jeep with a roll bar would be about right for these post dustbowl bumpy roads.

What is interesting we have a major state university in our little town. In which case you would think smooth roads would be in order. Especially since many of the students use Bird electric scooters and mountain bicycles. A scooter operator could easily be swallowed up in a single pothole. “Oh no! What happened to Willy Joe? He hasn’t been seen for several days. He was last seen on his scooter out on the street dodging potholes. Has anyone looked down in the holes?”

Find me an attorney. I’m going to sue the city for Billions of dollars. Bankrupt them for sure. I’ll get payback one way or another. Darn this city! Fix my Honda. Never mind it is twelve years old with 150k miles on the odometer.